Therapy didn’t sound wrong but they talked so much and she couldn’t help but feel like they were making progress on their own as the couple they were… but she wasn’t a therapist herself. She couldn’t really sense whether or not there was good or bad or roots of other traumas building upon them and aching to get out. But she loved him.
She said it herself, even if he still hadn’t said it back. She knew. He wouldn’t have held on if he didn’t. He wouldn’t have done a lot of things if he didn’t have to. Olivia wasn’t a charity case. She grew up and afforded her own place with her own capabilities. She was more than some freeloader using him for a place to stay and he knew all of that.
As Olivia came to learn, Daniel wasn’t much of a talker. He liked doing things. Things that made him happy
